Death Notice

On the morning of the fourth day of the migration team's departure from Jondar Forest, the first attack of the Human Thieves Group finally arrived. This is a thief group of 100 people. Almost no one has rushed to the front of the migration team. It has already been destroyed. In the end, only a few people have escaped.

Either Qin Lun, or elder elders such as Adeline and Menon, underestimated the powerful power of the elves. Of course, this is also related to the high-order force and elite equipment of the incoming thieves. The ordinary human robbers have no resilience under the precise shooting of the elves.

In fact, this group of robbers has been very clever at the end of the migration team. However, the more than forty elves here are only three rounds of volley, and most of them are permanently left in this land.

Although this is only a trivial victory, it still inspires everyone. At this time, even the most stable Meinon priest began to annihilate the attackers and arrived at Anker Forest without any casualties.

However, after only one day, the elves suffered a major setback. The same is for the end of the migration team, another two hundred people of the human mercenary group succeeded.

Although more than 50 bodies were left, it was obvious that the robbers who had observed the last battle, this time learned to be smart. They drove the cattle that were purchased from the plains and attacked the elves. He hid behind the herd, and in the sudden attack, he took away more than ten elves.

This time the lessons of the elves are unforgettable, and the wizards and druids in the ranks are no longer mana. Even in a dark night, the Masters insisted on placing the eyes of the Master on the outside of the team, while the Druids changed into birds in batches, taking turns to be responsible for warning the abnormal movements in the wilderness.

However, the extremes must be reversed. As Qin Lun reminded him, the better the defensive measures of the elves are, the more it is to unite the thieves, mercenaries and dark organizations that force humanity. From small stocks to large stocks, from harassing small teams to highly aggressive large forces.

On the afternoon of the sixth day, less than a hundred miles from the Naga Lake ferry, the attackers finally gave up the harassment of small fights. More than a dozen thieves were gathered together, and a total of 2,000 robber gangs rushed toward the elf migration team.

This time is no longer the end of the team, or which part of the team, the human robbers launched a full-scale attack on the elves. The entire migration team, almost every elf is fighting. The broken arrows of the arrows, the screams of the sword, the shouts and screams rang in the plains rolling over the golden wheat waves.

The rhythmic sound of the "Puffy" bowstring is like a beautiful symphony. With every black streamer shining in the sky, there must be a figure in a black cloak falling to the ground.

Blood converges into a thin stream along the gullies in the rice fields, and slowly infiltrates into the soil under the golden wheat waves. The nourishing golden wheat and rice fields are more and more turbulent, and the sound of rustling in the morning breeze is like celebrating the accident. "Adding meals."

Qin Lun stood at the top of a caravan. The big-horned deer that had pulled the car had been unloaded and retracted to the rear of the caravan to avoid accidental injury. In front of the youth, two young wizards with a young face held an oak shield to cover his safety.

It is a shield. In fact, this oak shield is just an oak pile that has hollowed out the heart of the tree. However, the surface of the oak is as hard as iron, and the protection is better than the oil-permeable vine shield. It is basically not afraid of the general arrow sword.

Qin Lun did not reject the self-issuance of the two elf teenagers, even though he did not need their cover. The awakening of the Elven Hunter has allowed his potential for Moonlight Elf to be thoroughly developed.

Gannets's left eye, wind element affinity, clock eye, detection aura, four capabilities plus a combat model, Qin Lun established a three-dimensional defense circle.

Within one kilometer, Qin Lun can see the mating of the two dragonflies. Within five hundred meters, the wind element can feed any abnormality into his ear.

At two hundred meters, the line of perception formed by the eye of the clock is equivalent to some invisible tentacles. At this distance, Qin Lun even feels that he can reach out and touch.

Within a little to a hundred meters, it is already in the scope of the detection aura. In addition to the sneak skills above the a level or the perceptual suppression of the legendary level, Qin Lun does not think that anyone can avoid his own detection.

Don't look at Qin Lun standing on the caravan, both conspicuous and savage, but there is really no attack that can hurt him. If the power is bigger and the arrow is faster, if it is seen in a few hundred meters, then what is the significance of this attack.

There are three arrows under his feet, one of which has become empty, and the other has only half of the arrow. The condescending broad vision and precise speed archery method make Qin Lun look like an efficient killing machine, constantly injecting the arrow of death.

Most of the attackers and black cloaks that rushed in his direction were just entering the inner defensive circle of Qin Lun, and they slammed the long iron arrow that penetrated the throat and fell to the ground. At a distance of one hundred to one hundred and fifty meters, the attacker's body was distributed into a curved ring, like a death field marked by death.

Throughout the battlefield, Qin Lun's killing efficiency is almost ten times that of other elves' rangers and hunters. This is not because he is much more powerful than the senior elf rangers and hunters, but his uniqueness.

Due to the experience of previous attacks, most of the attacking robbers were fully equipped. Although they were not as armed as the regular Knights, most of the thieves who rushed to the front were equipped with round shields and leather armor. A few of the more affluent are still tied to the heart guards and other things, even if there are no thieves, there are a few thick cotton quilts on the outside, and some of the broken iron pieces are lining up.

Of course, this kind of protection is only enough to defend against the bones of the ordinary elves, the high-end ranger and the hunter's fine iron long arrow, and even the addition of the vindictive penetrating arrow can not be stopped anyway.

The problem is that the penetrating arrow is so expensive that even high-level hunters can't use it continuously. Even Qin Lun, as well as the elf female archer of the Lost Newcomers, can't be excused. They don't care about the consumption of physical strength. The skill of the apprentice also has the limitation of cooling time.

Under this restriction, the Elf Ranger and the Hunter usually have to fight melee with the attacker after four or five arrows. On the entire battlefield, except for the area where the high-level elf mage is located, the only elf hunter who can reject the enemy 100 meters away is Qin Lun.

There are two reasons for this unique phenomenon. One person Qin Lun's precise choice of strikes, with the help of powerful detection capabilities, he can basically know the strength of the attackers. He only attacked the low-level and ordinary thieves, deliberately missing the powerful attackers.

Those high-strength attackers will naturally have other people to solve, don't forget that Qin Lun has a seventh-order Shadow Blast Leopard, and a good Ilistin. After destroying most of the ordinary thieves, even the nearby Elf Ranger subconsciously began to solve a few strong people who Qinlun deliberately missed.

Another reason is Qin Lun's battle model and weak point sight skills. The penetrating arrow does have a fairly long cooling time, almost 30 seconds. In the ever-changing battlefield, 30 seconds is enough for the attacker to rush to Qin Lun.

The weak point of the sight is not the same, the passive skill that is essentially measured by the shooting unit has neither energy consumption nor cooling time, but only needs to fill in the environment and wind factors when using. This is completely a piece of cake for Qin Lun, who has a very high affinity.

Using the battle model and the weak point sight, Qin Lun's long iron arrows, which are shot by the scattering and fast-shooting skills, almost all have the small power of penetrating the arrow. Although it is not enough to shoot the thieves who are vindictive, but for ordinary thieves, it must be one arrow and one line.

Qin Lun is very pragmatic. He is not like some sorcerer's elf ranger. He shoots specifically for the enemy's eyes, and does not attack the enemy's heart that may wear a heart-protecting mirror or a broken iron piece. His shooting point is only one, that is The throat or mouth that the enemy cannot protect.

The thieves are very interesting. When they are charging, even if they carry a round shield, they will sway with their arms and reveal their throats. And they like to scream loudly, as if they can make their gods protect themselves. Whenever this happens, Qin Lun will smile and send the arrows into their big mouths, let them recapture their fierce screams.

......

Graeme gasped, a small jump to avoid the paws of the bear. Then he slammed his right foot and picked up his hands and swords in front of the black bear's arm. Only the bear's arm immediately glowed with a layer of khaki-colored light. The big sword was ruined, but it was only half an inch and was bounced back by Huang Mang.

hateful! Graeme secretly cursed, but there was some helplessness. The giant bear that is more than four meters in front of him is not a beast, but a real elf druid, and the order seems to be not low.

Druid's spells combined with physical attacks are the most difficult targets of all melee careers. In the case of a similar level of difference, such a druid is simply a nasty piece of candy, the attack power is not strong, but the endless means are enough to make people feel collapse.

The large-scale beasts that add earth and wood magic make Druid one of the best meat shields. After the addition of bloodthirsty violent magic, the mid-sized beast changes, and the druid has a good attack and speed. The most troublesome thing is that the Druid has good healing magic and magic to block the enemy, and the persistence is excellent enough to kill the enemy.

The natural healing, the vine entanglement, the wild summoning... As the head of the "Bloodblade" mercenary regiment and the high-ranking swordsman, Graeme’s excitement from the beginning of the battle, slowly to the present, is completely insightful. Druid is a difficult part of this profession.

In fact, Graeme's heart is faintly feeling that the Druid strength is more than himself. It is not unfamiliar to the battle. The casting action is very skilled. The only shortcoming may be the lack of experience in dealing with humanoid creatures and fighting martial arts.

However, even this shortcoming is slowly being compensated for in this confrontation. After playing for ten minutes, Graeme finally retired. Despite the innocent attention to the surrounding situation, the experienced thief heads still feel the situation is not good through less and less fighting sounds.

"Drink!" Graeme's hands and swords have a strong white mans, and they are struggling to move forward. A huge half-moon-shaped sword slams into the giant bear druid. And he himself took advantage of the force, dragging his hands and swords back, and the corners of his eyes swept to the sides, observing the situation of the thieves' companions.

At first glance, Graeme suddenly changed his face, and he discovered that there are no more "blood-sucking blade" companions nearby.

In this area near him, the "Vampire Blade" and the mercenary of another mercenary group "Claw of the Wolf" were corpses. In particular, there is a battlefield two hundred meters away from the left. There are more than 150 bodies of corpses, which form a weird arc of three hundred meters wide and fifty meters long.

The body of this dead field has occupied almost half of the two mercenary groups.

The diagonal core at the corpse ring is a fairy caravan. At this time, hundreds of elves have gathered around the caravan, and most of them are elderly women and children. On the caravan stood a silver-haired elf wearing green leather armor, holding a brown oak long bow in his hand, and archery movement with a graceful beauty of flowing water.

Unlike other elves on the battlefield, this silver-haired elf has a gentle smile on his face during the battle. His calm, waveless eyes are accompanied by a hint of indifference, and Graeme, who has **** hands, feels cold in his heart.

As the head of the thieves group, he once saw this kind of eyes in the eyes of the evil wizards of the scattered Tallinn. It is to regard all life as an ant, and consider it as the coldness of livestock. There is no mercy and sympathy in this kind of person.

"How can there be such a person in the elf?" Graeme was surprised.

In the mind of the head of the "Bloodblade", there is a vague speculation that makes him unbelievable. The corpse formed around this genie caravan should be the "masterpiece" of this silver-haired elf. He shot and killed half of the ordinary members of the "Blood Blade" and "Claw of the Wolf".

Perhaps because the ordinary members of the two mercenary groups have been exhausted, the silver-haired elves began to turn their attention to the few remaining mercenary powerhouses on the battlefield. At this time, he is working with two Elf Rangers to deal with the head of the "Claw of the Wolf", Shirifin.

Schrifin is an intermediate mage who has reached the peak of the Sixth Ring, and is only half a step away from the Senior Master. The strength is actually stronger than the Grammy senior swordsman. This time, together with the "Blood Blade" attacked the team of the Moon Elf, or the "Claw of the Wolf".

With the strength of Schrifin, it is more than enough to deal with the two Elf Rangers, but because of the existence of the silver-haired elf, it makes him difficult to walk, and the wolf is abnormal.

Graeme rarely sees that Schrifin has two layers of magical cover on his body. Although the archer profession has some restraint on the magician, the magic mask of the Sixth Ring Master is actually enough to defend the penetrating arrows of most Elven Hunters.

Even the enchanted arrows of the high-level hunters can't shoot through this magic shield with one arrow. They don't need to use magic to lay out two layers of magic hood. However, Graeme only looked at the battle and understood the practice of 施rifin.

The silver-haired elf's arrows are not urgent or slow, and the rate of fire is not too fast. But what is weird is that the silver-haired elf seems to be able to find the elemental resonance frequency in the smashing sway of the magic hood. On average, three arrows can shoot through a layer of magic hood, and it is not using a penetrating arrow. It seems that the silver-haired elf can see through the naked eye the weakest point of the magical cover fluctuations, and then give just the right blow.

Graeme looked terrified, and this kind of cheating-like weakness shot was terrible. It’s no wonder that 施rifin had to lay two layers of magic masks to be assured.

However, this is not the most depressing place of the Sixth Ring Master. Whenever the Master wants a drum to make a five-ring pneumatic, or even a six-ring magic to solve two Elf Rangers, the Silver-Elves will use the penetrating arrow to interrupt Schrifin's spells and let him Subject to spells.

Even though it is more than two hundred meters away, Graeme can still see the "claw of the wolf" head full of cold sweat, with a horrible color on his face.

"Shriffen is over!" After observing a few eyes, Graeme immediately reached this conclusion, and there was a schadenfreude in his heart. "The claws of the wolf" When negotiating with them, Schrifin was not too arrogant because of his high strength.

In this situation, high strength does not necessarily have better results, and a weaker mage is not a escape athlete. Under the entanglement of the two Elf Rangers, once he consumes mana, he must die under the arrow. There was a silver-haired elf, and Schrifin didn't even have a chance to show his cards.

Thinking of this, Graeme did not hesitate, a whistle in the mouth, sent a secret to the remaining "blood-sucking blade" mercenary, and turned and ran. On the retreat, he looked back at the silver-haired elf, as if to print his image in the deepest part of his mind.

What he didn't expect was that the silver-haired elf seemed to feel his sight, slightly facing his face, blinking at him, and let Graeme's back ridge cool again.

......

Qin Lun looked at the mercenary swordsman who fled the same as the frightened rabbit. He touched his face helplessly. Is he so terrible?

The human thieves killed by him can basically be ordinary mercenaries. As for the high-ranking mages, he actually has only the power of containment. If he wants to kill, he will probably grind it for a long time.

Fortunately, with the escape of the swordsman, Ilistin was able to make a free hand and joined the siege of the Master. Even if he didn't have him, this human mage also died. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qin Lun put down the long bow of the oak. He has nine arrows under his feet. Eight of them are empty, and the last one is only There are more than ten fine iron arrows left. Only three of these arrows belong to him, and the other arrows are handed over to him by other elves.

More than a hundred elves were gathered near the caravan where he was, most of them old people and women and children. Although they also have a certain ability to protect themselves, in this large-scale attack, a group of strong people can be maximized to improve the survival rate. This is also a good strategy for the tribal elders to negotiate before.

In other areas of the battlefield, this strong is generally a elder wizard of a certain elder age, and in the area of ​​Qinlun, apparently he replaced the high-level wizard and became the core of these elves.

The battle is now only half an hour old and is coming to an end. The successful human thieves regiment is no longer in love with the fighting, and the thieves who have not succeeded are mostly destroyed.

Qin Lun turned his head and looked at the form of the entire battlefield. However, just as he turned his head to look to his right side, suddenly he felt a glimpse of his heart, and the alarm was overwhelming. A huge sense of threat suddenly came to his mind.

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